Sons Of The Prophet - The Dynasty lyrics

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Intro:

He that speaketh of himself speaketh of his own glory.

But he that specketh of the one who sent him.

There’s no unrighteousness…this is the dynasty.

Chorus:

It’s your Conquering Lion in me.

To bring out your dynasty.

Use me Lord; light your fire in me.

Cuz it’s all for you, we live all for you.

Verse 1:

Till I’m in the coffin six feet.

I don’t want nobody remorse and miss me.

Cuz what I did was God’s purpose.

Walkin’ on this earth’s surface.

Carried out His work.

And made sure I multiplied the earth’s workers.

And live to God what is life.

Holy enough to still minister even when I’m gone.

Using my dry bones to give life.

But you don’t belief me right?

Till then we drop hard like bombs.

But calm like leaves.

When I comes to preachin’ the word to God’s people.

We ain’t playin’, so we gotta swarm like bees.

Till we got the world screaming please.

While they on they knees.

We carry God’s messages and life’s what His message brings.

So don’t forget what the message is.

S.O.P gon’ bring it as long as the message lives.

Verse 2:

It’s crunch time so we need the church on the frontline.

Believers who pray from midnight to sunshine.

How can we sit on the courtside?

And in the same breath claim we on the Lord side.

We don’t share His burden.

We rather converse than to make conversions.

Keep Christ on the low.

Cuz our place is certain.

See the world is hurtin’, the world still searchin’.

We rather play the fool.

Deny the name of Christ to be labeled cool.

But I’d rather be forsaken.

Than to make a statement about the King with the vacant tomb.

We rather please our weakness.

Sex, money, fame homie that’s the thesis.

The whole world preaches.

And so we gotta give’em Christ.

Not our Jesus pieces.

Bridge:

Before God and all mankind.

I pledge my heart my soul and mind.

Till the day I die.

I pledge allegiance, I pledge allegiance.

Repeat

Verse 3:

Now if it’s old make it new.

To blind make it loom.

And to those who assume.

That they life is immune.

To faith that will soon be the death and doom.

Backsliders to Christians lives to resume.

And this ain’t fiction, this is our mission.

Fight the infliction, Christ in our diction.

Let the blind see, let the mute tell.

That Christ is the light that makes the storm quell.

Thanks to The Sons Of the Prophet (S.O.P) for these lyrics